Fengwuji had already entered the cave at this time, but before the man arrived, an invisible palm force with a strong wind bombarded the blood devil ancestors across the air.

Feng Wuji knows that he can't get the supreme inheritance of the temple. What he cares about now is the safety of the human race. If he gets the real immortal inheritor, if he is trained well, his future achievements will be above him. This person will definitely be a legend of another human race, not a God of war.

Therefore, fengwuji will never allow the blood devil to hurt the people in the immortal hall. No matter who he is, he will be the key training object of Fengzu in the future. No one wants to hurt him. He must ask himself first.

Invisible palm power is like the tide. This kind of palm power is not ordinary palm power. It can directly hurt the soul without damaging the body. The spirit of the person in the middle of the palm will be severely damaged. It can be recovered by non ordinary healing methods.

The blood devil ancestor knew the power of fengwuji's palm. He didn't dare to connect it. Instead, he quickly hid at the entrance of taihuangxian hall and wanted to use the self-protection power of taihuangxian hall to shake back fengwuji's palm power.

His idea is beautiful, but Feng Wuji can become a legend of the human race. Naturally, he has not gained a false reputation. Before that, he had suffered a loss of the temple of the emperor of Thailand. How could he make it again?

This palm is progressive, invisible and has no appearance. It doesn't cause the emperor's temple to bite back. It bombards the blood devil's grandfather's chest solidly. With the sound of "wow", the blood devil's grandfather spurts a blood arrow out of his mouth. His body also shakes and almost falls down. His face turns pale as paper.

"Fengwuji, I respect you as a hero. Do you have to fight me?" The blood devil's eyes are full of blood red, and there seems to be blood light gushing out of his eyes, which have no white eyes. He has been extremely angry.

All this seems to be slow, but in fact it only happens in a flash.

Wind Wuji is coming quickly, and the blood devil is not idle. With a wave of his blood hand, a force of array suddenly rises between his waves.

"Boom -"

there was a sound like thunder in the water, and the magic crystals that were originally placed on the ground seemed to be pulled up by the invisible force, flying together and hanging in the air.

Then, all the magic crystals exploded almost at the same time, and countless roars resounded throughout the cave, just like a gun battle that was ignited. Then, a stream of chaotic aura flowed out of the exploded magic crystal, like a tide converging towards the blood devil ancestor.

It's late, it's fast.

Just for a moment, all the chaotic auras have gathered on the blood devil. These chaotic auras extracted from the magic crystal are colorless and immaterial. They were originally invisible to the naked eye. It's strange that when the immeasurable chaotic auras just arrived at the blood devil's side, they all turned into blood red, just like the blood wave wrapping the blood devil's whole person Inside.

The great method of blood escaping, with blood as the medium, can escape thousands of miles in an instant. It is the strongest and fastest one of all the methods. Once it is opened, even if it is as powerful as the great emperor, it can't catch up with it.

"Come out, come out!" The blood devil cried anxiously.

Seeing that Feng Wuji was about to arrive, he was worried that the people in the temple did not show up.

At this moment, suddenly, a white light flashed, and a figure stood at the entrance of the temple. He was dressed in white, and his robe was calm. He was hunting. He looked only seventeen or eighteen years old. He was obviously a young man who did not have a weak crown. But although he was young, he had a pretty face. What was particularly striking was that he had white hair and danced wildly without wind.

This young man is Ye Pengfei. He is carrying two long swords, one black and one white. The black one is Shinan sword, and the white one is Baili sword. The charm is very ethereal, like a banished immortal in the dust.

Both Shinan sword and Baili sword are self born sword spirits. They have certain spirituality and are often accompanied by others, which is of great benefit to the understanding and development of kendo.

As soon as ye Pengfei got out of the temple, he felt a strong wind coming. He instinctively wanted to block it. Not only was his opponent's accomplishments amazing, but he didn't block it. Only feel a big hand firmly clasp his palm acupoint, suddenly the whole body strength, completely at the mercy of others.

"Boy, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Ye Pengfei was shocked by the blood devil's voice. He didn't expect that the blood devil would come back so quickly. He didn't expect that the other party knew that he was in the temple of emperor Tai. This was unexpected and completely controlled by the other party.

"Boy, come with me. The inheritance of the emperor of Thailand is beyond the emperor's control."

Say, ye Pengfei feels the force of a space crazily to rush toward him.

At the same time, Feng Wuji had arrived, but he was still a little late. When he arrived, he could only see two figures flashing. The white figure was Ye Pengfei, and the red figure was the ancestor of the blood devil. They both disappeared in the cave.

"Boy in white? I didn't expect that the person who got the inheritance from the Thai emperor was a teenager. " Feng Wuji murmurs to himself, but he can't see the appearance of Ye Pengfei in the end. He can only see a white shadow.

"All the feng people follow their orders and try their best to find a young man in white. He is about seventeen or eighteen years old. He has white hair and a sword. When he sees him, he immediately tells me that he must protect him. He is the hope of our people in the future."Feng Wuji said in a loud voice. His voice was like rolling thunder. He would be heard by anyone within a hundred miles.

It was at this time that all the people who heard the words of fengwuji took action one after another to search for the trace of the white haired boy.

They don't know what this "hope for the future of the Terran" means, but since it comes from fengwuji, no one dares to neglect it.

Feng Wuji is the legend of the Terran and the patron saint of the Terran. No one dares to ignore his words. In the Terran camp, Feng Wuji is the God. Since he says that he wants to protect this young man, no one dares to ignore his words.

Ye Pengfei only felt a flower in front of his eyes. The next moment, he appeared in another cave. It was so dark that he couldn't see his fingers. He could only hear the sound of dripping water in the cave.

"This is an extraterritorial battlefield. Don't think anyone will come to save you, boy. I stayed outside the temple for three years to get the inheritance of the emperor of Thailand, but I don't want to be given the first place by you. No one can take my things from me, especially you."

"If you are wise, hand over the inheritance of the Thai emperor, or you will die!"

In the dark, the voice of the blood devil comes. Ye Pengfei can't see things, but he can feel that there seems to be a hungry wolf staring at himself.